User blog comment:Biggren/The Silvir Conquest/@comment-32303-20140610065814/@comment-7207319-20141116005200

In a nearby tree, a hooded rat watches the small army vanish, one by one, into the vast thicket networks. "So pass they into the Realm of Idú ria," he says to another rat perched next to him. "As our Lord assumed they would. There'll not be any trouble from them; they are dead to these lands now."